Good News, I Transmigrated, But What the Heck is a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character? - Chapter 14

Night fell upon the inner sect disciples’ quarters of the Plum-Winged Sect.

Yu Wanwan pushed open the wooden door, and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted in. The room wasn’t large, only about five or six square meters, with just a wooden bed and a set of table and chairs, but it was remarkably clean and tidy.

“Looks like the previous occupant was a meticulous person,” she mumbled, casually pulling out a plain set of bedding from her storage pouch. She spread it out in two or three motions, then lay down sprawled on the bed.

Tired, so tired!

This day had been filled with spirit root testing, dealing with Yu Wange’s passive-aggressive remarks, and still having to be wary of those covetous cultivators in the sect. No phone, no computer, not even someone to talk to.

“Forget it, time to sleep!” She rolled over, burying her face in the quilt. Soon, her breathing became even.

However, at the same time she was deeply asleep,

A thousand-mile communication talisman streaked across the night sky, heading straight for the Yu family…

Yu Family, Council Hall.

Candlelight flickered, illuminating Yu Chengguang’s unpredictable face. In his hand, he held a jade slip, which clearly recorded the test results of Yu Wanwan and Yu Wange.

“Patriarch, what did the sect’s message say?” A white-haired elder couldn’t help but ask.

Yu Chengguang said nothing, simply handing over the jade slip.

The white-haired elder took it and his pupils sharply constricted: “Three spirit roots? Yu Wanwan actually has three spirit roots?!”

“What?” The other elders, hearing this, all gathered closer.

The jade slip clearly stated:

Yu Wange: Fire-Wood dual spirit roots, Fire spirit root eighty-six, Wood spirit root eighty-two. Directly promoted to inner disciple.

Yu Wanwan: Metal-Fire-Earth three spirit roots, Metal spirit root fifty-five, Fire spirit root forty-eight, Earth spirit root fifty-five. Outer disciple.

“This…” one elder hesitated, “Although it can’t compare to Wange, three spirit roots aren’t bad. At least Foundation Establishment won’t be a problem.”

“Yes, if she has enough fortuitous encounters, she might even form a Golden Core!” Another elder echoed.

Yu Chengguang’s brows were tightly furrowed, his fingers gently tapping the table. For years, almost all the family’s resources had been tilted towards Yu Wange. Even treasures obtained by other clan members during their excursions had to be offered to her for selection first.

But can a family truly be supported by just one person?

He remembered the Yu family’s past glory.

When the Old Ancestor was alive, how magnificent was the Yu family? But as soon as the Old Ancestor perished, the family immediately declined. They couldn’t even produce a Golden Core cultivator, eventually becoming a Foundation Establishment family, subject to bullying.

“Patriarch, I think…” the white-haired elder spoke cautiously, “shouldn’t we also prepare a portion of cultivation resources for Wanwan? After all, she is also of our Yu family’s bloodline. If she can be cultivated, the family will have an extra layer of security.”

Yu Chengguang remained silent for a long time, finally nodding slowly: “You are right. I will send a message to Wange, asking her to allocate a portion of resources to Wanwan.”

Upon hearing this, the elders’ eyes showed a hint of relief. For years, although they didn’t voice it, they had long been dissatisfied with Yu Chengguang’s favoritism. Now, seeing the Patriarch relent, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Plum-Winged Sect, Inner Sect Azure Phoenix Peak.

Yu Wange sat cross-legged in her exquisite inner sect disciple dormitory, spiritual energy swirling around her. Suddenly, a communication talisman streaked through the air and landed in her palm.

Her brows furrowed slightly. Her divine sense swept over it, and her face instantly darkened.

“Father actually wants me to give resources to that trash?”

She violently clutched the communication talisman, her knuckles turning white. For years, she had grown accustomed to monopolizing family resources. Now, suddenly having to hand some out, she was extremely unwilling.

“Why?!” She gritted her teeth, a hint of venom flashing in her eyes. “A three-spirit root trash, dares to contend with me for resources?”

She stood up and paced back and forth in her cave dwelling, Yu Wanwan’s calm face constantly surfacing in her mind.

She sneered, then suddenly stopped, a ruthless glint flashing in her eyes.

“Since Father has spoken, then I’ll be ‘generous’.”

She condensed spiritual energy onto her fingertip and wrote a reply on the communication talisman: “Daughter understands. I will definitely allocate a portion of resources to Third Sister.”

After writing, a faint smile played on her lips. She raised her hand and sent the communication talisman away.